…One of the major changes that I decided to pursue was to become a certified yoga instructor. I didn’t choose to do this as a way to become a full-time yoga teacher, nor did I do it with the intention of opening my own studio; I wanted to be able to apply yogic principles and practices to everything I did in life, and primarily, with my services and offerings as a music teacher. Systematic breathing, body awareness, mind-body-spirit balancing practices; . . . all of these appealed to me as a teacher of music, so I made the choice to take the plunge. Teacher training isn’t exactly cheap, and it’s a huge time commitment, and so I didn’t take it lightly.Read More
The next day after I was settled in, I had my classes and this is where the magick of this story comes in. I was delivering sound healings using the crystal bowls, tuning forks, and mostly, my didgeridoo. I fell into a trance-like groove while working with the bodies and the sounds. I was scanning people’s bodies, using the didj essentially as a dowsing rod for injuries and areas in need of healing. To my surprise, I was discovering all kinds of energetics intuitively, and with my tools.
I recall scanning someone's body, and stopping at their shoulder and asking, “What’s going on here in your body?”, and I was blown away when I was told that there had recently been a surgery in that spot and that it was in recovery.Read More
When I think of this person, it reminds me that you can’t kill the imagination sometimes, even in a place where medicated living is the norm, where the energy is heavy as a result of so many people struggling in life, and where one is confined to a limited space (though of course not like a 1 x 1 prison cell. The grounds of the hospital are fairly large, and there are trees, and other soft features, but… the place is still surrounded by a fence. It’s an interesting contrast; barbed wire and gardens, but not to keep the animals out of the veggies, but to keep the people inside the walls where they are. Just remember that art can find root ANYWHERE. In an abandoned alleyway, a grim war torn landscape, a garden, or even a psychiatric hospital. Never cease to use the imagination, and let it run free no matter where you are.Read More